I'll Wear Any Color As Long As It's Black

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Posted in / / / by Jeralyn on July 31, 2009


 


I know I mentioned here before that I was working on a zine, but that project is on hold indefinitely for various reasons. However, I am working on a zine that will be out very soon, featuring interviews with and pictures of some of my favorite musicians about style/music, etc. It’s going to be pretty simple and straightforward but I am excited to offer it as a print companion to the blog. The content will not be available online and if you want one, they’ll most likely be free (or maybe $1 or $2 to cover shipping – though they will also be available at Rescue) and they will come with some goodies. It’s almost ready. So close! I can’t wait! I haven’t put a zine together in years and it’s fun as hell.

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Posted in / / / by Jeralyn on July 31, 2009


 




Last night I took a break from all the project-stuff (good thing too because today my forearms and wrists are aching) and decided to watch Watchmen. I read it in anticipation of the film (and because I am a huge Alan Moore fan, both of his writing and just his general personality) but then I heard so many bad reviews that I didn’t even bother seeing it. But I knew it was on demand and my brother does have that fancy flat screen hi-def tv and Zack and I had been talking about it the other night so I figured, what the hell. It may be that my expectations were incredibly low, but I actually liked it. In terms of representing the book visually on screen, I thought they did a pretty good job — especially compared to most other comic book adaptations. (And compared to the disaster that was the Half-Blood Prince.) Anyway, it was obviously lacking in character development and good acting, but I think that was more than made up for by Malin Akerman as Silk Spectre II. I don’t think she’s a great actress or anything, but she looked hot as hell and her costume was pretty fashion-forward, considering. The thigh high boots attached to the corset seem like something a lot of people would freak out over (maybe not in latex though) and the suit itself is very Pam Hogg-ish. I did a little research and found out that her costume was designed by the same company that did Michelle Pfieffer’s Catwoman costume back in the early 90s.

Looking at this picture of Silk Spectre and Night Owl has led my brain down another road of noticing that all male superheroes (in movies and in comic books) tend to wear sculpted armor-suits that could actually offer some protection against danger while the females are always wearing something skimpy and tight with virtually nothing to protect them from an enemy (and how are they even supposed to really run in those stilletoes?). The article that I found mentioned that there was some controversy since Silk Spectre’s costume diverged a lot from the one in the book, however, I think that was a good idea . . . in the book she is wearing basically lingerie and high heels, at least this costume gives the illusion of armor even if it’s just latex.

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Posted in / / / by Jeralyn on July 30, 2009


 



Rogues Gallery tee, Trash & Vaudeville jeans.

This is what my days have been like: Wake up to oppressive heat, rush getting ready, walk to work with sweat running down my body, arrive at work and put the a/c on, get a headache from the a/c, sit in the store alone all day with hardly any customers, attempt to work on projects for the yard sale (studding, shredding, slashing), stop working on projects when my hands ache, get a headache from boredom, go home, watch bad tv on the History Channel, work on more projects, realize it’s 2am, tell myself I will read just one chapter of Jonathan Strange before bed, end up reading five chapters, realize it’s way too fucking late, pass out, wake up, etc.

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Posted in / / / by Jeralyn on July 29, 2009


 


This awesome event is happening this weekend (rain date Sunday) and Rescue will be representing. We’ll have shredded shirts, studded sneakers, slashed stuff, vintage tees and sweatshirts, tote bags, jewelry and all kinds of other awesomeness. I won’t be there, sadly, but Paul will so go by and say hi and buy something!

More info here.

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Posted in / / / by Jeralyn on July 28, 2009


 


Bored evenings at home often turn into DIY central these days. No money to spend on new clothes and being sick of everything I own leads me to fuck up all the stuff I already own in the hopes of making it more interesting. Tonight I broke the needle in my sewing machine, but I still managed to mend two pairs of pants, one of which was this pair that I got from Topshop way back in the fall. They’re pretty much on their last leg (har har) so I figured I’d slash the fuck out of them to spice them up. Pretty into it.

 

Been watching a special on sex in 1969 on the History Channel while I worked on all these things. Ray Manzarek from The Doors just said, “When you have sex on LSD, holy hell, the beauty of the flesh and the beauty of the other person’s flesh is cosmic, infinite, infinite joy. That’s what we discovered, that sex was infinite joy.” Then someone else said, “The media discovered and began to write about it and once you do that, it’s over, that’s just the way it is. When something becomes popular and commercial, it’s dead.”
So true.

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Posted in / / / by Jeralyn on July 27, 2009


 



I lost my Daydream Nation arrow earring. I don’t know if I actually lost it or just misplaced it. It’s really frustrating sometimes that despite my impeccable memory, I become absent-minded about where I placed certain objects. I checked all my usual hiding places, but so far, nothing. Rather than weep about this catastrophe, I decided to come up with something else to stick in my left ear. I dug around my jewelry drawer in the hopes of finding these bat charms I bought on Ebay a few years ago (thought about making a necklace but never did). Anyway I’m pretty stoked on the result but I think I’m going to spraypaint it either gold or shiny silver tomorrow. Can’t decide which. Maybe white? Any suggestions? I have enough supplies to make two more earrings if I really want to, so I guess I could always just do all three.

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Posted in / / / by Jeralyn on July 27, 2009


 


It occurred to me to me that no one who has seen the picture of my organized records (which I also posted on Facebook) has identified the C Cat Trance “Screaming (To Be with You)” 12″. Which could obviously be because it’s a somewhat obscure record, but the two core members of C Cat Trance were both in Medium Medium, a post-punk band most people interested in the genre are familiar with (based mostly on their classic “Hungry, So Angry”). I got into Medium Medium first, but then I discovered that they didn’t have much material because Rees Lewis and Nigel Stone had soon parted ways with the band to pursue the much more ethnic/world music-influenced sounds of C Cat Trance.

Here’s a blurb from the Cherry Red website:

Evident influences range from Beefheart through Parliament and Can to a variety of traditional musics (most conspicuously middle Eastern); C-Cat Trance pre-figured bands like Jah Wobble’s Raiders, Enigma and a host of dance and world acts. They received consistent acclaim. Lewis’ sax playing was described in the press as “lung emptying sax”, “striking sax”, “sax bleats”, “groaning sax”, “skittering sax”, “screeching sax”, “wild sax”, “wailing sax”, “powerful sax”, “cloudy night-time sax”, “searing sax”, “sax breaks that wail like a maitresse in nipple clamps”, “sax explosions like splittering glass”, “growling sax”, “simmering, potent and seductive sax”, “bad tempered sax”, “stark sax”, “vengeful, uncouth sax”, “itchy aggressive sax”. He is now probably one of the most sampled snake charmer players this side of Kandy – almost any dance tune with horn in the title.

It wasn’t that hard to track down their records and I got most of them from Ebay for fairly cheap. The one thing that I did have to hunt down was their version of “(You’ve Got Me) Dangling On A String” (which Medium Medium had also covered but I prefer the CCT version). Medium Medium recently reformed and played some shows (though I didn’t catch any of them), some live footage of which can be found on YouTube. Rees Lewis definitely still has it . . . that indefinable something that makes a front man sexy and mysterious, but also approachable and interesting, all with the power of his voice and movement. Just look at those eyes!

 

Medium Medium – Hungry, So Angry

 

C Cat Trance – Screaming (To Be With You)

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Posted in / / / by Jeralyn on July 27, 2009


 




My brother, the little labelwhore, is wearing an Acne tee with April 77 trousers; Kevin is wearing a vintage tee from Rescue and a vintage Wrangler jacket; I’m wearing an 80s dress I got at Beacon’s and hemmed ridiculously short. Unfortunately my sick pleather leggings + Preen heels combo was left out of this picture but I liked it so much, I modified it for today (wearing stirrup tights because I didn’t think pleather would work with this 80+ degree weather). I was talking to Marissa about how bored I am with my hair and she briefly suggested I dye it red, an idea which has been stuck in my head since. I can’t tell if it would be awesome or a catastrophe and I don’t think I could afford it right now anyway, but still . . .

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Posted in / / / by Jeralyn on July 26, 2009


 


I stayed up all night organizing my records (I usually keep them organized but since I moved in April, they have been all over the place). I swapped my old record shelves for the Ikea shelves we were using for books (they actually belong to the store but we got more racks and had no room for them anymore). Now the book area is a lot smaller and my records have plenty of room and don’t have to be all over the floor. They’re organized by genre and then alphabetically within the genres. I hate cleaning/organizing but I love the feeling when it’s been done and everything looks perfect. I can’t believe I have to DJ tonight and mess up this awesomeness.

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Posted in / / / by Jeralyn on July 26, 2009


 





Hanging out in New York was, as usual, a whirlwind blur of nights crashing into days and tumbling back in on themselves. I tried to squish in as much stuff and as many friends as I could but, as usual, feel like I missed out on loads. None of that seems to matter though, when I notice the abundance of hair and skeletons happening with my friends.